He lives today in an apartment on a street called Linwood Place in St. Paul, Minn. Aged 68, he is tall, rawboned, mustached. His eyes are pale blue. He dresses neatly and simply—black hat, oldtime wash necktie (or a hook-on bow), celluloid collar. His automobile is a 1927 Studebaker. He does not drive it. Neither does he drive golf or tennis balls. He chews tobacco, spits the juice. He plays solitaire, reads Shakespeare, keeps a garden farm near Granite Falls, Minn. A widower, he has a daughter named Laura, who drives the...

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